It was a normal night at the HQ.
Private was watching TV.
Rico we huggling his doll.
And Kowalski was mixing liquids at the cuisine table.
Skipper, on the other flipper, was standing in front of the mirror adjusting a bow tie.
"Why so fancy Skippa?" Private look at his crooked bow and saw how nervous he was, he didn't look very fance actually.
Skipper cleared his throat. "I'm going..Out."
"Outside?"
"Yes."
"With who?"
"Thats classified PRIVATE"
Private fixed his tie. And sniffed.
Skipper felt guilty. Private looked at him. "I don't want toi to get hurt Skippa.."
Skipper huffed. "I'm old enough to take care of myself. Unlike toi soldier. Your still a boy. creatures would pay to try and hurt you. I've had plus experience then toi could imagine..."
The clock made a ding. It was 8 PM.
"Well toi boys should be heading to bed." Skipper a dit climbing up the ladder.
"What? It's Friday!" Kowalski spilled a liquid on the table, tableau "We CAN stay up later then that. We're not chicklets."
Skipper rolled his eyes. "You're jouer la comédie like one. obey my orders!"
"Well where are toi heading off to? it's 8. and if we would have to sleep. toi should too."
"Put a quarter in the montrer off jar."
"I didn't even show-off!"
"Do it..."
"I don't have anymore quarters!"
"Then put something else in it. Last word. Buh-bye." Skipper went out the hatchet.
Kowalski grinned. And put a piece of chewed gum inside it.
"I wonder where Skippa is heading" Private looked up at the closed hatchet.
"Well we're going to find out..." Kowalski put the jar away.
"But aren't we suppose to be going to sleep soon?"
"I don't follow curfew. Let's go!"
To be continued